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Chapter 18 : Making up and out

So Smackdown! last night was pretty uneventful. I just helped out where Shane told me to. This morning I went for jog and walked on my way back, admiring all the scenery. Once I walked into the lobby of the hotel, I went to one of the restaurants to get an early lunch. I had had just ordered a sprite and was looking at the menu, when I saw a shadow go over the table. I looked up slowly and sighed when I saw who it was.

"Mind if I join you?" Chris Masters asked softly.

"Take a seat." I said and pointed to the chair across from me. He sat down and it was a very awkward silence for the first few minutes.

"So, I guess we should have that talk now?" I asked with a tiny smile. He nodded.

"Yeah, I think we should."

"Maybe we should start with why you didn't call." I said pointedly at him. He sighed and nodded his head before running a hand through his hair.

"Yeah. Okay. So, the night at the club, we had a great night. Then the next morning when I called, that was pretty great too." He said. I nodded.

"Yeah, I know all that."

"Well, the next afternoon, I got a call from my mom telling me that my dad had a heart attack." He explained. I put a hand over my mouth shocked and concerned. He continued, "So, I go home for a couple of days to check and make sure he is good, which he was, the doctors said he had high blood pressure. Three nights after I found out about that and when I was heading back on the road, I was going to call you when I ran into my last ex-girlfriend. She said that she needed to talk to me, so I agreed and she told me that she was pregnant. Well, after I found that out, I was afraid that you wouldn't like me anymore and wouldn't want to have to deal with a kid, if she really was pregnant. Last Thursday, I go over to her house to take her to a doctors appointment and I see her fooling around with some guy, who I later find out that she was cheating on me with. So, the kid wasn't mine. But, by that time, I knew you would be mad at me and possibly hate my guts, so I thought that I would just avoid you as long as I could." He finished out of breath. I sat there for a minute digesting everything.

"Wow. Chris….I had no idea." I said not know what to say.

"Yeah. So I just wanted to say sorry." He said as he stood up ready to leave. I grabbed his wrist and when he turned around, I said, "Wait, don't go. Have lunch with me." He stood there thinking about it. "Please?" I added hopefully.

"Alright. It will give us some time to catch up." He said. The waitress came over five minutes later to take our order. We filled each other in on what we had been doing while we were waiting for our food. Finally, it came and we dug into our burgers. Once we finished, I paid the bill after much discussion, and walked to the elevators. We both pressed the 6th floor button.

"You are on the sixth floor?" I asked wondering how I had never seen him on it before.

"Yeah." He said. Once the elevator stopped, he walked me to my room and stopped at my door. I dug for my keys in my pocket of my jogging suit and fingered it in my hand.

"So, sorry about giving you such a hard time about not calling me. If I had known-"I said but was cut off by his finger touching my lip. Talk about the magic touch. That immediately shut me up trying to focus on his finger. He pulled it away and made eye contact with me.

"You wouldn't have known until I told you, I'm just glad that I got it out there." he said. I nodded. I slipped the key into the hole and opened it but didn't go in right away.

"Maybe we could do something in the next town?" I asked hesitantly. We were leaving later today for Detroit.

"I would like that." he said with a smile. I smiled back and leaned in and kissed his cheek. "Good." I whispered in his ear as I pulled away. I walked in my room and gave him one last smile before shutting my door.

I walked into the bathroom to take a shower. As I was taking off my clothes, I smelled my jacket and couldn't believe that I kissed Chris's cheek smelling like this. I hopped in quickly and got the sweaty smell scrubbed off of me. When I was out, I dried my hair and put it in two French braids. I did my makeup and then went to my suitcase to get my clothes. By the time I was done, I had on dark blue jeans that had a huge rip at the knee, a white wife beater with a gray zip-up hoodie that had two guitars intersecting in the middle and a band of sequins down the sides. I looked at the clock and saw that I had about three hours before my flight left so I slipped on my black flip-flops and rolled my suitcase out of my room after making sure I had everything.

Once I was downstairs, I saw that there was a very long line for the checkout so I went to the back. About 20 minutes later I was up and was checked out fairly fast, which was good. After a short taxi ride, I arrived at the airport and was at my gate after all the necessary checking-in and security. I saw a few wrestlers there, but know one that I had met yet so I went and sat by myself by one of the windows, watching the planes take off.

"Is this seat taken?" Someone asked. I looked up and saw Shawn Michaels. I smiled and shook my head.

"Nope." I replied as I moved my carry-on to the floor. I looked back out the window and could see from the corner of my eye that he was looking at me.

"Do I have something on my face?" I asked and touched my face. He chuckled and shook his head.

"No, you just remind me of someone." He said, examining me.

"Oh really? Someone good I hope." I said and turned in my chair to face him.

"Yes, a great person actually." He said.

"Oh." I said and nodded my head.

"My wife. That's who you remind me of." He said. I looked at him shocked. "Well, not from your appearance, but from what I have heard about you, you remind me of her."

"Oh. That's good then. So who have your heard these things from?" I asked curious.

"Well, first from Paul. Then John Cena and now Chris Masters. Plus more than that but they talked about you the most. But the one thing that I cant figure out is that when I first just heard your name, Adam, who was talking about you, wasn't saying all these good things. Why is that?" He asked honestly.

I sighed and looked down, collecting my thoughts, then looked back up at him and explained all my run ins with Adam. He nodded in understanding before his cell phone started to ring.

"Excuse me, its my wife." He said as he stood up. I smiled at seeing how much he must love her. I turned back to the window I was looking out previously and closed my eyes thinking about my family. I felt a tap on my shoulder but didn't turn around because I was in too much thought. I felt another tap, but it was a little harder this time. I turned around and my face came very close with Chris's. I smiled.

"Hi." I said.

"Hi." He said. I patted the seat next to me, signaling for him to sit next to me. He came over, letting me get a good look at his butt. He sat down next to me and leaned close to my ear while pulling the arm rest up, making there be little room between us. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me close so I was right up against his side.

"Were you checking me out?" He whispered to me in a sexy voice. I looked up and smiled at him. I leaned close to his ear, making sure that my lips just barely grazed the shell of his ear.

"You know it." I whispered back. He leaned in close so there was less than a half inch between our lips. "You know it." I said right before he pressed his lips to mine. The kiss was short, sweet but filled with the future.


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